The Country Girl's Diary...

We were watching a movie in our school auditorium. It was late night and we were keenly dissolved in that film. I was accompanied by my friend Khandom Tashi and Chechey Pelmo. “Kuenza…kuenza……Passa…..chechey ….Someone called us in his highest peak. We gazed around and could not see any one. The hall was filled with student. We did not give a damn and were lost in that movie. The same voice was heard and there in front of us appeared My Dad with a cane stick. We stared at the wall clock and it was 11:30pm. Oh My God!! Apa was very annoyed. I could still vividly remember his face and the voice. In front of all our mates he smacked us like anything.” You kids are always late, don’t you have a home, why are you always here” …he shouted at his highest pitch in his Sha accent . We jumped from our bench and ran like cheetah. He was chasing us with that long cane stick. There is a stream between our home and school. Usually it is just a five minute walk from our school to home, that night...

Kengkhar is a small Community in Mongar Dzongkhag. It is three days official walk from Mongar. The place is most admired for its handicraft products like Baap (mask), Palang and Choesham. It is a very striking place and people are homely. Water is the major constraint for the Kengkharpas. The last place we could see a small stream is near Kheshingri; No water source could be seen after that. It had been decades without water and people had no choice. The only source of water for them is THE RAIN. Rain for Kengkharpas is like a true blessing in disguise. In front of every household we could see a concrete water tank or a syntank to collect water during monsoon. They practice rain water harvesting for their daily use and for the crops. Palang and Baap; the main source of income for Kengkharpas!!   Kengkhar is a breathtaking place. The early sun rise and late sun set are the true beauty of Kengkhar. One should not go all the way to Japan and watch the sun rise; we could exper...

Life moves on with some beautiful changes in one’s life. The evening of 29 th November 2011, I formally and legally became ama to the very adoring Jatsho P Wangyel. It was a new alteration and experience in my life. That was my most special moment. I jumped with joy to celebrate the birth of Jatsho. He came to our family after 21 years. Jatsho I had always been fond of kids and I am sure Jatsho will love me more. The feeling of being an Ama is just like being a mom. I had been a frank Amchu to my older nephew Wangchu, loving and playful Ama to darling Tashi seldom and I am looking forward to become a great Ama to  Jatsho. My nephews and nieces had always been friendly and fond of me more than anyone else. I hope one day I make a proud and great aunt to all of them. The experience of being an aunt itself is just awesome. I feel like I am a mom now. "Only an Aunt... can give hugs like a mother, can keep secrets like a sister, and share love like a friend." Of all th...

Kuenza Passang Wangmo is a simple girl with simple dreams...I am popular as Kuenza for my inner world. I belong to a simple and quiet family in a small community in western corner of our country. I was born in the month filled with love; February. I am a pampered daughter of my family. I am Born to a Father from Wangduephordang and Mom from Haa. That makes me a mixture of Haap and a Sha. I am blessed with two loving ashim. I hate keeping secrets…That’s why what is in my heart is on my lips. I love being with my friends and enjoying hanging out with them. My greatest fear is losing my loved ones. I consider myself honest and dedicated. My friends think that I am a hardworking girl.   I love reading books and am fascinated by good books. I enjoy writing and thus I believe in “forget all the rules and write for yourself”. I am a very good dreamer. It’s rightly predicted that Snake people are deep thinker and so I am... I love tuning to Taylor swift. The Sufi songs by Kali...